Chapter 842

After a bit of biting, he released her small hand, and his mouth was filled with the smile of the dead man. "Not dirty ~"

Muqiqi was so annoyed by his provocative ability that he took back his small hand with a shy face. "I hate it. What should I do now? Don't play a bad role for my son."

Muqiqi complains and turns to look for the little guy. In addition to a lot of biscuits missing from the plate, where is the figure of the little guy.

Some dazed turn around, "son?"

Mo yanjue's hands were full of smiles, and he just stared at her.

Her heart was creepy. She turned around and started running. She was caught back. Her long arm was easily hooked on her waist.

"Want to run?"

His deep magnetic voice sounded in his ear, his body was close to her back, his arms were tightly confining her waist, so he was afraid that she would run again.

"No, I just want to prepare dinner." This kind of thing has experienced much, she has now learned to face not red heart not jump to deal with.

"There's a chef for dinner. All you have to do is think about how to feed me." I don't know if the provocative breath is deliberately vomited at the back of her neck, which makes her blush and neck thick even though she can't see it.

"You!" Muqiqi felt shy when he said such words for his serious people. He just hated him but didn't know how to open his mouth. After a long time of holding a word for you, there was no following.

"What about me?" The arm around her has increased some strength, and the lips attached to her back have swept through the contour of her ear, each with fatal temptation.

Before meeting him, Muqiqi always felt that his control and resistance were very good, but after meeting him, everything was off track.

"Don't... Don't make any noise. I'm going to cook dinner. You go to accompany your son to study." The voice is very small. It seems to be frightened. In fact, it is more nervous.

No matter what time and place this person lifts people up, Muqiqi is very worried about his inability to fight, so he wants to escape.

But who is mo yanjue? His eyes can almost see everything. So what tricks does she want to play? Can he not know?

"I said that dinner can be done by the chef, and my son's homework can be watched by the tutor, and you... Only belong to me tonight."

Wow ~ Muqiqi thinks he can't stand it quickly. How about swelling?

How can this man be like the overlord in the idol play? There is a kind of domineering spirit that people can't refuse.

In a daze, the man forced her back to his body, and next second he kissed her forcefully. He didn't give her any chance to resist. He asked for more from the bully... Br >

Muqiqi put his hands on his shoulder, and from the fist clenched at the beginning to gently put them together, to the end, he even held his neck directly and tiptoed a little Point to cooperate with him... This kiss is long and deep. When she is completely released, her brain feels like it's out of oxygen. He drags her to his legs and sits down on the dining chair. His feet are floating. There's no difference between stepping on the cotton at all.

When she reacts, she finds that she is sitting on his leg in a rather ambiguous posture